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"Wen Ping is not like us. We rely on this salary to survive. Even if we lose our jobs, we still have our own men to support us."

"That's right, Wen Ping, I think it's better for you to just take the money and leave. You can go to Shanghai to reunite with your husband and children, and then you can enjoy being a wife with peace of mind."

The number of places to stay in the factory is limited, and with one less Pei Wenping, the competition will be smaller.

Pei Wenping knitted the yarn in her hands steadily, completely turning a deaf ear to all the comments.

The factory has been closed for a few days, but everyone still comes to the factory as usual to get first-hand news.

"Wen Ping, why don't you say anything? Are you staying or leaving?"

After being cued by a coworker, Pei Wenping raised her eyelids and said, "Who knows, let's have a look. We can't stop what is coming, and we can't keep what is going."

Hearing her sarcasm, the co-worker changed the subject and talked about something else.

When she got up to go to the bathroom, several people started talking about her marriage to Chen Yi——

"I think the couple is probably divorced. This couple lives in two places, which is the most likely to cause problems. What's more, in a place like Shanghai, there are so many talented and beautiful women. How many men can withstand the temptation?"

"She keeps a straight face all day long, as if she owes her something. She deserves to be ignored by this man!"

The co-worker who had just been ridiculed by Pei Wenping was gloating about his misfortune.

"She is so pitiful. Her husband and children are gone, and now she doesn't even have a job. What's the point of living like this?"

Pei Wenping outside the door thought about the five-digit savings in her bankbook. It was quite boring to live in a life where she had no worries about food, clothing or money.

A gust of wind hit her face, making Pei Wenping shiver with cold.

It's so cold, so I might as well buy a leg of lamb and roast it at Mingzhu's house.

hiss.

Pei Wenping took a sip and went straight into the office to pack her things, regardless of whether her coworkers were embarrassed or not.

"Wen Ping, are you leaving so early?"

"Well, I went to the vegetable market to buy a leg of lamb. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it if I get there late."

"Hey, is today a good day? Why did you think of buying a leg of lamb?"

"How much is a leg of lamb worth? If you want to eat it, do you have to choose a day? Let's go first."

After she left, a co-worker rolled his eyes and imitated her, "How much is a leg of lamb worth? Come on, she can really blow..."

It caused a burst of weird laughter in the office.

……

Pei Wenping was lucky and happened to buy the last lamb hind leg at the butcher stall.

Thinking that Pei Ziheng didn't like mutton, after buying the leg of lamb, she went to buy tenderloin, ribs and crucian carp. She took them all to Shen Mingzhu's house, marinated them with spices, and then grilled them when Shen Mingzhu came home from get off work.

After having lunch at Pei's house, Pei Wenping took some leftovers home to feed the potatoes.

As soon as he entered the family courtyard, he was blocked by Aunt Gu, who was in the same courtyard.

"Wen Ping, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Pei Wenping stopped the motorcycle and felt a little puzzled because she was not familiar with this Aunt Gu.

But she still said politely: "Aunt Gu, what's the matter?"

Aunt Gu laughed twice, approached her and asked, "Are you divorced from the Chen family?"

Although people in the family home usually made up gossip behind her back, no one dared to ask her for confirmation in person. After all, her hot temper was not something ordinary people could tolerate.

"It's cold, you'd better go back and rest early. You're old, so don't catch a cold."

Pei Wenping said something mildly, got on her motorcycle and headed to the carport. After parking the car, Pei Wenping picked up the leftovers and prepared to go home.

As soon as I walked out of the carport, I saw Mrs. Gu still there, whispering something to a short middle-aged man.

Pei Wenping didn't care and walked to the unit building on her own.

"Hey, Wen Ping!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the two of them, Aunt Gu grabbed her.

"This is my maternal nephew, his name is Gu Feng. He is 40 years old. He owns a small truck and earns two to three hundred a month."

Pei Wenping looked at Gu Feng inexplicably.

The other party smiled at her, revealing a golden front tooth.

"The man in front of Dalong has been dead for a few years. He has a son who is fifteen years old this year and will graduate from junior high school soon. He will run a truck with Dalong and they will make money together. Life will be good."

Pei Wenping finally understood. Was he going to be her husband?
"Aunt Gu, your nephew is such a talented person, you should keep it for yourself, don't you want the wealth to go to other people? Aren't your nieces and goddaughters all married? He is a perfect match for your nephew!"

After finishing her argument, Pei Wenping walked away.

Aunt Gu was so angry that she yelled at her back, "You really think you are still a young girl. You are an old woman in your thirties and you have given birth to a baby. It's not bad if someone is willing to take you. You are picky and picky." Yes, do what you can!"

After hearing Aunt Gu's scolding, several troublemakers gathered around and asked what happened.

Aunt Gu took her nephew and boasted about how outstanding her nephew was and how kind she was. She wanted to tell Pei Wenping about her outstanding nephew, but Pei Wenping didn't appreciate it, blah blah blah.

"If I hadn't seen her pitiful and living alone, I wouldn't have been so kind as to introduce my nephew to her."

"Although my nephew is a few years older than her, he also owns a house and a car. He earns two to three hundred a month. There are many young girls vying to marry my nephew and enjoy the blessings."

Several busybodies looked Gu Feng up and down.

Standing 1.6 meters tall, with an unattractive appearance and a widower, Pei Wenping was tall, charming and had a legitimate job, so she looked down on Gu Feng as being too normal.

"She is still arrogant at her age. Her men don't want her anymore. If she doesn't marry her off as soon as possible, sooner or later she will regret it..."

Aunt Gu was scolding vigorously when someone suddenly pulled her arm.

She turned her head to see who was pulling her, and saw a man wearing a black coat, elegant temperament, and handsome face standing behind her.

"Hey, Chen Yi, when did you come back?"

An aunt greeted Chen Yi fawningly.

"Just arrived today."

Chen Yi turned back to the man, looked around Gu Feng, and then looked at Aunt Gu, who had a stern look on his face.

"Please worry about Wen Ping. However, if your appearance and condition are not as good as mine in all aspects, there is no need to go to Wen Ping to get it."

"She has picky tastes. She doesn't even look down on me, so naturally she doesn't look down on anyone who is not as good as me. Of course, it's best not to introduce her. After all, I still really want to remarry Wen Ping."

After saying that, Chen Yi pulled Shi Shiran's suitcase and walked over, leaving a group of people messy in the wind.

"I dare say that Pei Wenping wants to divorce this marriage. Why?"

"Why else? It must be Chen Yi who has done something sorry for others. Wen Ping has had a strong temper since she was a child, and she can't tolerate any sand in her eyes."

Some people also made fun of Aunt Gu, "Don't worry so much. Chen Yike is eagerly waiting for Wen Ping to change his mind."

Aunt Gu's old face turned red and white, "What's so great, my nephew's business is going well, it's not like he can't find a wife."

……

Pei Wenping was furious, and when she heard a knock on the door, she subconsciously thought it was her nieces and nephews named Gu, so she picked up the broom and rushed to open the door. (End of chapter)